the sway of the hammock

i stretch out the lines
to the hammock in the backyard.
tying them from post to post.
it's in the shade.
i set a small table
beside it.
bring out the cold drinks,
the books.
it fits two, as it swings
in the late summer air.
we are careful as we lie
down within, smiling
as the stars appear.
it's what love should be
like.
moments like this,
being together, side by
side, relaxing in the gentle
sway of time.